White Haired Princess Novels & Stories

The Mistress of Shadows filled the doorway. Her black hair, sleek and straight, fell to her shoulders in a glossy wave. A long, delicate hand rested on the doorframe, slender fingers adorned with dark stones, glimmering with the life of subtle magic. Her skin was unnaturally pale as if she had not seen the sun in years. She cleared her throat. The girls scattered immediately, leaving Lyra alone in the woman’s shadow. Her dark cloak cascaded around her with an otherworldly fluidity. But it was her purple eyes so bright they glowed that chilled her spine. Lyra stood motionless, as the woman’s gaze raked over her with an unwelcoming scrutiny.

“Father, you can’t do that? The king should not punish me on behalf of a lowly vampire, especially since I’m a princess.” Things became increasingly awkward, and I took several steps back, behind Sebastian. I wanted to disappear. “A princess should have good character and care for her kin, not treat them carelessly. This lowly vampire, as you put it, might very well be the missing princess, my daughter Sophia.” Laura’s jaw hung loose as mine did as well. “Please, take Laura to her room. I have more important matters to attend to than her outbursts.” Laura screamed, “She is no princess.”

Lian whispered, shocked and troubled breaths; Was his eyes red, I swear I saw them change, who is this, but what is this thing, is he human like us or what, oh my God what did I get myself into, his words were entering my heart like bullets I can almost feel her pain really, no no no no I won't stay in this Hell another moment, I'll escape from this hell before something happens to me Princess Lian returned to the kingdom of the winds, swearing to forget everything, as she decided to rebel against her father and not enter any races again, once is enough for her and one loss is enough for her

--- My princess, I need energy, I don't know if you noticed but I'm a big and strong male, I need to eat a lot-- I say looking at her again, my gaze passes over her whole body, I know I must look like a pervert, but this woman drives me crazy She bites her lower lip, which makes my situation worse, my friend wants to be released Deep breath --- But it's just a little piece darling, I'd offer mine what you're doing, but he doesn't seem to care about it, I think he likes meat-- he says making a face, looks like someone didn't like the idea of her baby eating meat. She knows very well how to blackmail someone, she knows very well that I would rather give her all my bread and see her eat hers th

I just remember how grand it was from the outside, the white brick, the towers that reach high into the air, I never could comprehend its size. I remember her though, she wouldn’t ever come down from that damn obstacle course and I couldn’t keep up with her. She was too fast, even though I was older and stronger. Despite being banned from the palace I’d sneak away just to look at her. Is that creepy? I was ten. Ah well, make up for it now, get to know her and hopefully woo her. But how the hell do you woo a princess? I can’t give her more than she already has. I can’t buy her.

"But thank you." He smiles, but it's not a flirty expression. It's a mixture of concern and, I think, genuine happiness. "I told you I'm a savior of princesses and damsels in distress, didn't I?" Willow stirs in her sleep, jolting me back to the present. With her pale gold hair that she got from Keith, she can actually be taken for Damien's daughter. I laugh bitterly at this irony. There's a soft rap at the door. When I don't answer immediately, the rap at the door gets louder.

He asked, emphasising more on the third option. Sia's eyes widened at the last one, and she rushed out her reply. "No, Your Highness, I want to find a woman. She is called Princess Diana of Moonshine." Instantly, the Prince's eyes glowed, turning murderous. Sia could almost see sparks of electricity in his eyes. His voice came out cold and blank. "What do you want with her?"

"We did not mean to. She fought us when we took her and the bruising is a result." There is a twitch in the Prince's lips, his nose crinkling for a moment. He looks back down at Eliana, his eyes running over her arms and legs. For some odd reason she becomes self-conscious of her dirty and battered appearance. She tugs on her pant legs to cover some of the scabs beginning to form on her calves. How embarrassing it is to be so disheveled and dirty in front of the third Prince of Climont. She is the only Princess of Drein, she should not show any vulnerability. "Could you not find a more bearable restraint?"

“Knight Commander, you do know that Raelynn is the princess of the kingdom, do you? She is royalty while you are just a Knight Commander and your father is a Baron.” “Yes, Milord. I realize the difference in our statuses. But I fell for her before I found out about her identity.” “I see. So, you fell for who she is and not because she is a princess. Am I right?” “Yes, Milord,” Laurier replied, his eyes not wavering even for a second. Whatever he was speaking was the truth and there was nothing for him to worry about.

Princess Naomi was from a neighboring country and was raised by her parents King Leon, III and Queen Emeralda. King Leon was cold-hearted and his people feared him. He made enemies wherever he went and that was one of the causes of his untimely assassination five years ago. The news was devastating to the Three Kingdoms, so the Queen of England advised my father that the next king of his court should marry the Princess of Scots to form an alliance and a much more united kingdom before the throne was handed over to the enemies. Father agreed and, now that I was next in line, I was deemed to marry the Princess, and I was looking forward to it.